Chap.3
"Please don't. I've seen enough blood shed to last two lifetimes."
Logan dropped the gun and it clattered to the floor. Heart racing, he wheeled around to face his intruder.
"Who are you and how did you get in here?" Why was his heart racing so fast? Was it that he was just about to end his life? Maybe it was the fact that he had been caught about to end his life..Or was it the stranger standing in his living room that made Logan's heart skip a beat?
"I'm a friend. That's all you need to know right now." The girl looked at Logan with smoldering, blue-grey eyes. Her shoulder-length, black hair hung in limp waves, soaked by what Logan could only assume was the water falling outside. She was pale, slim, maybe around 125 pounds and looked to be about 5'7''. She was standing with her arm clenched over her stomach and appeared to be shivering. Was she cold?
Logan studied the girl's face. Young, maybe 24, 25.. High cheek bones, full lips, dark lashes, soft slopping eye-brows, slim nose.. She was perfect. Too perfect. Logan knew women that perfect only happened in movies (pre- pulse) and of course.. As a result of Manticore. He was guessing he wasn't in a movie.
"That still doesn't tell me how you got in here." Logan had a hunch he knew how she had gotten in.
"If you don't want guests, you shouldn't leave your windows open." The girl smiled and her face almost lit up the room.
Zack said that to me once.How could she have known? She couldn't have known? Could she??
Logan's mind was racing. She was beautiful. And he was willing to bet she could kick the crap out of anyone who said otherwise.
"What do you want?" Logan asked.
"I need your help. I know I can trust you. I've been watching you for a long time."
Logan could see the pain in her eyes. Pain she was trying desperately to hide. The girl flinched and grabbed at her side.
"Are you alright?" Logan wheeled closer the girl.
"I'm fine. I'm just tired." She shook violently and tried to cover it from him by rubbing her arms like she was cold from the rain, but Logan could see a trail of blood her hand left on her arm.
"You're not fine, you're bleeding." Logan wanted to help, but the girl seemed reluctant.
"No, please..there isn't time. I need 'Eyes-On.." The girl cried out in pain and collapsed to the floor.
"Please don't. I've seen enough blood shed to last two lifetimes."
Logan dropped the gun and it clattered to the floor. Heart racing, he wheeled around to face his intruder.
"Who are you and how did you get in here?" Why was his heart racing so fast? Was it that he was just about to end his life? Maybe it was the fact that he had been caught about to end his life..Or was it the stranger standing in his living room that made Logan's heart skip a beat?
"I'm a friend. That's all you need to know right now." The girl looked at Logan with smoldering, blue-grey eyes. Her shoulder-length, black hair hung in limp waves, soaked by what Logan could only assume was the water falling outside. She was pale, slim, maybe around 125 pounds and looked to be about 5'7''. She was standing with her arm clenched over her stomach and appeared to be shivering. Was she cold?
Logan studied the girl's face. Young, maybe 24, 25.. High cheek bones, full lips, dark lashes, soft slopping eye-brows, slim nose.. She was perfect. Too perfect. Logan knew women that perfect only happened in movies (pre- pulse) and of course.. As a result of Manticore. He was guessing he wasn't in a movie.
"That still doesn't tell me how you got in here." Logan had a hunch he knew how she had gotten in.
"If you don't want guests, you shouldn't leave your windows open." The girl smiled and her face almost lit up the room.
Zack said that to me once.How could she have known? She couldn't have known? Could she??
Logan's mind was racing. She was beautiful. And he was willing to bet she could kick the crap out of anyone who said otherwise.
"What do you want?" Logan asked.
"I need your help. I know I can trust you. I've been watching you for a long time."
Logan could see the pain in her eyes. Pain she was trying desperately to hide. The girl flinched and grabbed at her side.
"Are you alright?" Logan wheeled closer the girl.
"I'm fine. I'm just tired." She shook violently and tried to cover it from him by rubbing her arms like she was cold from the rain, but Logan could see a trail of blood her hand left on her arm.
"You're not fine, you're bleeding." Logan wanted to help, but the girl seemed reluctant.
"No, please..there isn't time. I need 'Eyes-On.." The girl cried out in pain and collapsed to the floor.